"Everyone, the spatial channel is about to stabilize. For our families, let's kill!"
"Kill!"
The many alien races below displayed excited expressions in their eyes.
Killing an ordinary human could elevate their family to the Third Level.
If they killed a human of the same level, it would give them a chance to reach the Seventh Level.
Whether on the Exotic Battlefield or in the Human Federation, advancing from three to four, six to seven, are extremely difficult tasks.
Usually, these ordinary private soldiers of the alien races could barely sustain their cultivation with their earnings.
Now, with a chance to obtain the Candle Grass Pill and the Yin Ming Pill, why wouldn't they risk everything?
The opportunity to change their fate was right before their eyes, and anyone who missed it would be a fool.
The Alien Star General in charge of maintaining the spatial channel saw the star soldiers below flushed with excitement, with feverish eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips.
